in purple shoes

which, by the way, i don’t own

(i do have red platforms though)

inks and paper is all it takes

(those along with

my son’s vivid

imagination).

here’s the picture he drew of me, ‘mama’,

for mother’s day.

he thinks it’s so silly

how he drew my hair red

(and blue and green and even black)

that he about bursts

with giggles

every

time

he points that particular bit of the drawing out

to someone, to anyone.

my favorite bit remains the zany dance i feel bold enough to dance

in those shoes.

‘dance’ taken from 31:13 of jeremiah.

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